The Royal Treatment
Part 2
She watched the buildings fly by, mentally counting down to her destination. She pulled to a stop and pushed back her yellow glasses. The sign on the building read "Sibelius's Bistro." She sighed and thought to herself "What's your game Logan." She unconsciously smiled as she strode through the front door, adjusting her backpack as she approached the Host. He did a double take as he looked up at her. Max didn't exactly fit in with the high-class décor. However, with the leather jacket and tight jeans he wasn't going to deny her the right to dine.
"Miss…are you dinning alone?" She looked around studying the place before slapping on a thousand-watt smile and turning to him.
"No. I'm hear to pick up a package." He looked at her blankly for a moment, lost in her face, then shook himself back to reality.
"What's the name?"
"Cale, Logan Cale." The hostess looked shocked the stammered out.
"Oh yes of course. It'll be just a moment." She continued to study the place as he went off for the kitchen. It was just an old pub but with the right amount of candles, it had a romantic flare. People considered the illusion of the days before the pulse a luxury and this place stepped right out of the past. She snapped to attention as a short rounded man walked towards her from the kitchen. He was carrying a box about a foot and a half long and seemed to be holding it as if it was the greatest possession in the world and he was staring straight at her. He held it out and she took it carefully.
"What is it?" She asked curiously, weighing it in her arms trying to guess. It was rather heavy for such a small package. The man smiled even more and had a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"It's…a secret." Max smiled and him in curious disbelief and turned to leave. The man's words stopped her.
"Be very careful with that. It's very fragile." She nodded to him and said her thanks. As she was walking out the door she turned it over and found an envelope attached to it that said "Max" and was written in Logan's handwriting. She took it off and flipped it over. There was noting on the back so she ripped it open and inside was a card with another address. She put the box in her backpack and sped away to the next mystery.
Part 2
She watched the buildings fly by, mentally counting down to her destination. She pulled to a stop and pushed back her yellow glasses. The sign on the building read "Sibelius's Bistro." She sighed and thought to herself "What's your game Logan." She unconsciously smiled as she strode through the front door, adjusting her backpack as she approached the Host. He did a double take as he looked up at her. Max didn't exactly fit in with the high-class décor. However, with the leather jacket and tight jeans he wasn't going to deny her the right to dine.
"Miss…are you dinning alone?" She looked around studying the place before slapping on a thousand-watt smile and turning to him.
"No. I'm hear to pick up a package." He looked at her blankly for a moment, lost in her face, then shook himself back to reality.
"What's the name?"
"Cale, Logan Cale." The hostess looked shocked the stammered out.
"Oh yes of course. It'll be just a moment." She continued to study the place as he went off for the kitchen. It was just an old pub but with the right amount of candles, it had a romantic flare. People considered the illusion of the days before the pulse a luxury and this place stepped right out of the past. She snapped to attention as a short rounded man walked towards her from the kitchen. He was carrying a box about a foot and a half long and seemed to be holding it as if it was the greatest possession in the world and he was staring straight at her. He held it out and she took it carefully.
"What is it?" She asked curiously, weighing it in her arms trying to guess. It was rather heavy for such a small package. The man smiled even more and had a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"It's…a secret." Max smiled and him in curious disbelief and turned to leave. The man's words stopped her.
"Be very careful with that. It's very fragile." She nodded to him and said her thanks. As she was walking out the door she turned it over and found an envelope attached to it that said "Max" and was written in Logan's handwriting. She took it off and flipped it over. There was noting on the back so she ripped it open and inside was a card with another address. She put the box in her backpack and sped away to the next mystery.